I watched you wait at the farmhouse! But I couldn’t compromise your safety! You must have realized that!” She lowered her voice to a loud whisper. One might have said that these trees grieved for their native soil; and, grieving, refused to bear. Bring me clothing, I beg of you. You must come and tell me all about it, although I am not sure whether we shall forgive you for not having written to any of us.
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